Long Cross out Poems

There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if you don’t resist
Resist!

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But who am I? You think bullets won’t
kill?...

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“Words We Cannot Escape”

Words we can no longer speak

we tap dance over keys 
bruised blackly numb
Winter palette in hand 
Autumn now gone 

across white-washed notes fixated on stark enclosed walls 
the scent of old Lavender...

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Another day, another day to cross out on the calendar
Are these lens called my eyes functioning
I couldn't be the one to say it, my attention is elsewhere; I'm dazed
Today is just one of those days
Lost...

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I can see them standing in line with a message that is divine, I watch the anticipation grow as everyone was eager to take part in the show.

The line was long but patience pushes them...

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When dark thoughts begin to consume your life.
And your days are becoming filled with pain or strife.
Call out to God, is where you should begin.
Then God's Holy Spirit moves in like a friend.
In the darkest...

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Verse 1
First let me be exclusive 
Stop making  excuses
Its your life 
So its up to you what you do with it 
You can make it happen 
Or you make it Not
Focus on you
Give it...

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I Found You there.
I Found You there among copies of the Holy Bible.
I Found You there among copies of Cook Books and Hair Style Magazines.

You Were of Red Paperback Cover and Binding.
You Were 8.0 x...

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Freedom sings in the nature of things.

Warm gusting winds. 

Bash against the leaves  of a tree.

It makes a sound purposely calming to the ear.

Beneath the trees roots do grow.

Freely and free.

Free burning flames of...

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As every meeting ends in a goodbye, a shopping trip always ends in a good buy. That's life. But the sales are over and I hope this time to avoid a buyer’s fate.
Oh, how I...

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We’ve discussed this dream before
in long, subtle glances, 
sparked by mottled anxieties

And silent gestures
That have become a second tongue to us
Over sixteen years

For a time, we even touched the buds of promise
And planted a future...

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Advice to Harvard Students.

if you pour boiling oil
on your babies head
wait until the oil price has gone down.

if you undress in a public toilet
you may meet Piers Morgan
or the police may join in.

if you steal...

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There are so many things
that I have had to leave unsaid
simply because I was told 
that words on paper
mean less than words said aloud.

But I have so many thoughts
 that I cannot express through
words I...

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Why do I try to excuse you when you-
,,Her poster is too much, our's better because we can just openly talk"
He just says it because he is mad-
How can someone be so jealous?
Why do I...

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The record plays -
            sounds of love; words that touch the heart.
I reach for you with all my being 
and, finding I still cannot...

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Rambling


History is anything that has already happened.
The future is anything that will, or could, possibly happen.
The present time does not exist, it is already gone;
Not even a chance to place a full stop,
As existence is...

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"Thou art That" (Chandogya Upanishad 6.8.7 of the Sama Veda)

You wanna know what’s something you are not?
It is that easy. Take a piece of paper,
divide it into two parts with a pen,
entitle the left side...

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I wish I had a twentieth of the confidence of
My muse name of Trixie sent down from above
If you want a picture, it is okay with her
She is always in pose position; self-confidence a whirr.

She...

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One step at a time
I'm losing my mind
Closing doors that used
to be opened 
and I don't really care
cause if you were real 
you wouldn't do the things you do
to me but i'm still standing
It's time...

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Give thanks to God for lightbulbs,
Give thanks to God for steel;
Give thanks to God for turkeylegs
And this Thanksgiving meal.

God gave us cars and videos,
God gave us hairdos, too;
Gave county fairs with rodeos,
Gave flags----red, white and...

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writing is daydreaming on paper or sometimes straight into a computer.
notes crossed out, smacked around, slashed, re-visited, starred, circled,
checked, underlined, slashed out again, retrieved.

after print has happened, it all begins anew.  I count the...

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There are regrets that hide
between spaces of seconds,
their beguiling smile tainting
the contents of an empty sigh.
Each a jigsaw piece lost beneath
the tiles of faux façade,
leaving fabrication incomplete,

and there is no holy water
to quench thirst of...

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There are regrets that hide
between spaces of seconds,
their beguiling smile tainting
the contents of an empty sigh.
Each a jigsaw piece lost beneath
the tiles of faux façade,
leaving fabrication incomplete,

and there is no holy water
to quench thirst of...

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The semi circular motion of a semi colon is neither a separation of an apostrophe or a mere dot of a full stop. Perhaps the embrace of a bracket within a sentence could harness and...

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My life was my book, 
every word scribbled onto the pages were 
memories in my mind, every letter was a choice I decided to make 
and every page turned was a new day full of...

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What is it I wonder you don’t want us to see 
that you don’t want included in the story

do you think just because 
your big smelly marker says 
permanent ink that it
can cover up history

Why...

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